Wind over Yongning

Seeing that Feng Nongying was silent, Le Yongning walked up to Feng Nongying, put the wooden box in front of him, and said with a smile, "Open it and see if you like it. If you don't like it, let them change it."

Feng Nongying lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes concealing the sadness in his eyes. He opened the wooden box and looked at the ready-made clothes inside. There was a faint layer of cold light on the white ice satin, like condensation on the surface of clear and transparent water. Turned into ice cubes, it really lived up to the name of ice satin.

It is still in the style of stand-up collar buckle, and the silver phoenix tail button is inlaid with radiant opals, which are not dazzling like ordinary gemstones, but add a bit of warmth.

Hongjuan specially explained the style of this dress, making it the same as the style on Feng Nongying's body. This was a new style more than ten years ago. Nowadays, except for some old people, it is rare to see anyone wearing this kind of clothes. Even master craftsmen who can make this kind of clothes are rare.

Le Yongning felt that those ladies and ladies abandoned this style because they felt that such a high-necked shirt was too old-fashioned. It must be because they had never seen Feng Nongying's appearance, and such a dignified and elegant demeanor was not a cross-necked gown. It can be compared with the tube top skirt.Le Yongning had a premonition that after the Martial Arts Conference, this dignified style with a high collar stuck below the neck will definitely become popular again...

Feng Nongying only glanced at it, then put the box back on and said in a hoarse voice, "I like it very much, thank you Sanlang."

"I knew you would like it. As soon as the silk and satin shop delivered it, I thought in my heart that I must let you see it as soon as possible." Le Yongning said, putting the box aside casually, and then sat in Feng Nongying Looking at Feng Nongying's face carefully, he asked worriedly, "How do you feel today? Are you still not feeling well?"

"En." Feng Nongying responded softly.

Hearing this, Le Yongning's expression became even more sad, and he asked worriedly: "Is it because the water and soil are not acclimatized? Hangzhou is indeed a bit more humid than Mosang City. Do you want to find a doctor to show you? You are always so sick It's not a big deal!" As he spoke, he remembered that Feng Nongying was restricted by the etiquette rules of the gentry, and there was a bullshit rule that he could not take medicine and see a doctor when he lived in other people's mansions, so he added: "I secretly sent people Please come in and don't let anyone know."

After finishing speaking, he muttered softly: "Even if you know, it's okay, Yujian Villa will be your home in the future, how can it be regarded as an outsider."

Moreover, there is no such regulation in Yujian Villa. If you are sick, you have to see a doctor and take medicine. There is nothing to say about this.

Feng Nongying shook his head and refused: "Now there are people coming and going in Yujian Villa, it's annoying to see, I don't want outsiders to enter my yard."

"But..." Le Yongning was very worried and wanted to persuade him again, but Feng Nongying interrupted him before he finished speaking.

"Sanlang, I know my own body, and it's much better now." Feng Nongying's tone was soft, but there was no room for refutation. He smiled at Le Yongning and continued to speak gently : "Hongjuan knows some Qihuang techniques, it is enough to have her here."

"Okay." Seeing that Feng Nongying couldn't be persuaded, Le Yongning also knew that officials like him had many rules, and he was afraid that breaking Feng Nongying's taboo would make him unhappy, so he could only give up, but he still couldn't help talking. He said: "If you feel bad, you must tell me, otherwise I will be more worried."

"Okay." Feng Nongying responded with a chuckle.

Le Yongning didn't stay for long, he just gave a few simple instructions, seeing Feng Nongying's spirit was not bad, and his complexion was better than yesterday, so he left in peace.

The Martial Arts Conference is approaching, and as a member of Yujian Villa, Le Yongning must share the worries of Yujian Villa, not to mention that the Martial Arts Conference is a major event in the entire world. The face of Jianshanzhuang.So watching Feng Nongying once a day is also a time to sneak out of your busy schedule.

Feng Nongying watched Le Yongning's hastily leaving figure disappear before his eyes, and stared down at the mahogany gift box beside him, which was engraved with exquisite hollow peony patterns, and the faintly fluorescent clothes inside could be seen from the gap.

Feng Nongying raised the corners of his mouth, evoking a smile, but the smile was not half happy.

It happens like this every time, every time Le Yongning comes to see him, he can't help but feel happy, talking to him, no matter what he says, he feels happy, Feng Nongying knows that this is wrong, he tries hard to restrain himself. He kept his emotions indifferent, treated him indifferently, and wanted to drive Le Yongning away, but Le Yongning just felt that he was not feeling well, and treated him more carefully... But after Le Yongning left, he couldn't help but feel lost in his heart. Beautiful decorations, delicious food, and all kinds of treasures can't offset this sense of loss.

Feng Nongying looked at the mahogany box in front of him, and thought of the way Le Yongning was holding it over, the loneliness in his heart was a little better. Just as he stretched out his hand to touch it, his fingertips didn't even touch the copper lock of the wooden box, and suddenly "" With a bang, the door was pushed open, and Hongjuan walked in quickly, panting heavily, and knelt at Feng Nongying's feet, and suddenly squeezed the wooden box on the side.

Feng Nongying's eyebrows frowned imperceptibly, and asked in a low voice: "What's the matter, so anxious?"

Hongjuan stretched out her hand, and put a wax pill in her palm: "Master, the secret report of the villa."

Feng Nongying immediately reached out to pick up the wax pill, and with the force of his fingertips, it immediately shattered into foam, exposing the silk cloth inside.

The white wax foam was all over Feng Nongying's hands. In the past, Hongjuan would have cleaned up the wax pills before presenting the silk to Feng Nongying, but today she was really anxious and hurried over as soon as she received the secret letter.

Feng Nongying didn't care about the dirt on his hands and unfolded the silk cloth, looking at the messy characters on it, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

Hongjuan raised her head and stared at Feng Nongying without daring to blink her eyes, the expression on her face was both worried and frightened.

"The few surviving sisters in the Anshan stronghold were brought to Hangzhou by the Breeze Sect." After a long while, Feng Nongying said lightly while dusting off the wax shavings from her hands with a silk cloth.

Hongjuan immediately pulled Feng Nongying's hand excitedly, and said expectantly: "Master, we must save them."

Over the past few days, the Baihua Villa has mobilized more than half of its staff, and the strongholds in various places have also been put into operation. The spies lurking in various places have also been mobilized, just to rescue the few sisters who were captured by the Qingfeng faction.

But after the Qingfeng faction arrested him, there was no movement. Later, the Qingfeng faction went to Yujian Villa to participate in the martial arts conference. There was a carriage in the convoy, and the carriage was tightly guarded. , Taking advantage of the night, the Qingfeng faction brought out the people in the carriage, and the spies from Baihua Villa who followed along the way finally saw the appearance of those people clearly.

Feng Nongying nodded, and handed the silk cloth to Hongjuan for her to destroy later, after a moment of contemplation, he said, "I can guide the snake out of the hole with one hand."

A puzzled expression appeared on Hongjuan's face, she hesitated for a moment and asked, "Master, what do you mean..."

"Ma Changwei is Ma Changfeng's younger brother. The side that Ma Changwei dares to do evil depends on Ma Changfeng's backing. As the head of a faction, Ma Changfeng is not as brainless as Ma Changwei." Feng Nongying's hoarse voice With a trace of imperceptible coldness: "He locked those people in the Qingfeng Sect and kept them under strict supervision. He didn't dare to expose the slightest punishment. No matter how many people we sent, we couldn't find out. He was also extremely cautious on the way to Hangzhou. Why? It happened when we arrived at Yujian Mountain Villa, did the clues show up?" On the way, the Xuanming Sect's spies followed Qingfeng Sect, Ma Changwei could not have been unaware, and the time card was just right, it happened that Qingfeng Sect arrived at Yujian the day before the martial arts conference the villa.

At this time, no matter how far or near the region is, no matter whether they are well-known or unknown martial arts people, anyone who wants to join in the fun has already arrived near Yujian Villa.

As long as someone wanted to save them, the people from the Qingfeng Sect would respond immediately and catch all those who came to rescue them.

Hongjuan also figured this out, and immediately pulled Feng Nongying's arm anxiously, and asked worriedly: "Then what should I do? Master..."

Feng Nongying lowered his eyes and took a deep breath. The palms on his knees were tightened and spread out, and then slowly clenched again. After a long time, he whispered: "Send my order, let everyone evacuate." Hangzhou..."

Before Feng Nongying finished speaking, Hongjuan asked slightly tremblingly and sadly: "Aren't we going to save them?"

"Who says it can't be saved!" Feng Nongying frowned and retorted: "How many people participated in the martial arts conference? Most of the sisters in the villa are mediocre in martial arts, so it doesn't help how many sisters come."

"Master..." Hongjuan knew what Feng Nongying meant. Those sisters who were arrested were important, but the rest of the villa was equally important. We couldn't fill in more lives just to save eight people, but Hongjuan still felt the same in her heart. It hurts like being pricked by a needle.

Hongjuan's tears in her eyes flowed down her cheeks drop by drop to the ground, leaving shallow marks on the white stone slab.

"Don't we still have us?" Feng Nongying couldn't bear to see Hongjuan crying, so he comforted him, "You and I are still here."

"Master!!!" With the same two words, if Hongjuan just now was full of despair and grief, but now with Feng Nongying, she has a little more expectation.

Feng Nongying took out the handkerchief and wiped away the tears on Hongjuan's face casually, but it smeared her tears all over her face. Feng Nongying frowned and threw the handkerchief from Hongjuan's hand, lifting her chin He continued: "Wipe away your tears and go out. Send an order to let everyone leave Hangzhou and meet them outside the city tomorrow."

"Yes!" Hongjuan wiped away her tears, smiled and replied loudly.She has been by Feng Nongying's side since she was a child, so she naturally knows what her master is capable of. There is nothing in this world that the master can't do if he wants to!

In this world, she only believes in her master. If the master says she can save her, she will definitely be saved! ! !